When Toru remained quiet, Akihito t

When Toru remained quiet, Akihito turned to walk away. "Don't worry; I'll convince that bastard not to do anything to you."

Toru quickly followed behind Akihito. "No, Takaba sama. It's my fault that…"

Akihito stopped him, "No, I cut in. It should be my fault. I'll explain to Asami."

"I'd rather you didn't do that."

Akihito ignored Toru's request as he strode out of the hospital. "Speak of the devil," Akihito murmured.

Asami's limousine was parked right in front of the drive way. Akihito couldn't see Asami as the car was heavily tinted but he could feel the yakuza's eyes on him, very intensely. Without looking at his bodyguard, Akihito spoke, "Toru, please take my friends home. They're still at the club. I'll go with Asami."

Helpless, Toru could only nod his head as he watch Akihito slid in the limousine. Kirishima who closed the door of the limousine managed to give Toru a sympathetic look before entering the car.

Oh, shit. Toru cursed.

Asami was smoking. This cannot be good, Akihito mused as he sat as far as possible from the yakuza.

"Come closer," Asami instructed. Akihito complied only because the limousine was small, meaning he couldn't even run even if he wanted to.

Asami stubbed his cigarette and took Akihito's arm. "How many stitches?" He asked as he carefully inspected the bandage.

"Three."

Asami released his arm. "You shouldn't jump in front of Toru. He is a trained bodyguard; he could have dodged if he wanted too."

"I didn't think. You're not going to give him grief, are you?" Akihito moved closer to Asami.

The older man's silence infuriated Akihito. "Asami," he raised his voice, "This isn't Toru's fault!"

Asami smirked. "Defending him now? Barely a month ago, you were cursing Toru out for being a nuisance."

"I'm NOT! I just don't want him to be blamed for something he didn't do."

Again, Asami fell silent. Akihito shifted in his seat uncomfortably, knowing that the yakuza wasn't accepting his explanation. He opened his mouth again but Asami spoke first.

"Sit on my lap and I'll consider."

Sly bastard. Akihito thought as he climbed on his lap. "Satisfied, you pervert?"

Asami cupped the younger man's chin, forcing Akihito to look at him. "Yes, although one more name calling and I'll tie you to bed for the next 24 hours."

Perverted bastard! Akihito thought angrily. "So, now that you've got me on your lap, can we continue our conversation, Asami sama?"

Asami's lips curved into a smile at his lover's defiance. "Fine, but you owe me, Akihito. And let me remind you that people who owe me usually end up paying more than they can afford."

"Don't I know that.." Akihito sulked.

Asami traced his finger on Akihito's lips before kissing him. He slipped his hands to Akihito's lovely bottom and kneaded them gently.

Sensing he was in danger of being eaten alive, Akihito managed to pull away. "Stop! We're not done yet!"

"We're not?" Asami gave him an obscene look.

"You bastard. How many properties have you purchased and placed under my name?"

"I'll get Kirishima to provide you a list."

"Arg! That's not the point!" Akihito jabbed his finger at Asami's chest.

Asami caught his hand and rubbed the red lines on his wrists soothingly as though the marks still hurt. "And what is exactly the point?"

"I don't want it, Asami! I'm not your fucking mistress!"

"You accepted the 750,000 yen camera," Asami pointed out.

Akihito bit his lower lip. "That - that was different!"

"No, it's the same, Akihito. You accepted the camera, what's another gift?" Asami yanked him closer to kiss him again.

A shudder shot through Akihito's body. "You know, it's really unfair that you get to win in every argument," Akihito said when he managed to pull away.

"Negotiations are my specialty."

Akihito rolled his eyes. "You know what you have to buy next? A control button- you need to develop a control for your spending."

Asami said nothing. He held Akihito's face and kissed him again. Asami's tongue traced over Akihito's lips coaxingly and they parted naturally, allowing Asami to slide his tongue into the younger man's hot cavern.

The kisses sent Akihito mind reeling as he trembled in desire. He was so drowned in the kisses that he almost didn't hear the soft rap on the darkened panel that separated the driver's seat and the back. Kirishima knocked twice, signifying they have reached the penthouse.

Akihito quickly climbed off Asami and smothered his shirt. "I'll leave you here, Akihito. I have some urgent business to attend to."

"Ye-ah, whatever," Akihito muttered before slipping out of the car.

From the car, Asami saw his lover disappeared into the concierge. He unlocked the dark panel and spoke, "Kirishima, have you contacted Inoue Daichi?"

Kirishima looked at his boss through the rear mirror. "Yes, Asami sama."

Asami retrieved a cigarette and lit it. He smiled. "Good, call Toru. Ask him to head back to The Fixer once he has dropped Akihito's friends off."

Kirishima immediately made the call. "Toru is heading back now," Kirishima reported when he hung up.

"When are the firearms arriving from Moscow?" Asami asked as he took another drag of his cigarette.

"In three days, Asami sama," Kirishima replied. "Asami sama, we have yet to find a suitable place to store them."

"We're going to get one now. Suoh, head to The Fixer."

"Very well, Asami sama." The bulky bodyguard replied before driving the limousine away into the night.

Thank you for taking time to read this fiction! Reviews, comments and suggestions are welcomed!

A/N: This is the longest chapter I've written so far. If you spot any mistakes, please blame me. I probably missed it during proofing.

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Khi Toru vẫn yên tĩnh, Akihito đã chuyển đi. "Đừng lo lắng; Tôi sẽ thuyết phục thằng khốn đó không phải để làm bất cứ điều gì cho bạn."Toru nhanh chóng theo sau phía sau Akihito. "No, Takaba sama. Đó là lỗi của tôi... "Akihito dừng lại anh ta, "không, tôi cắt. Nó phải là lỗi của tôi. Tôi sẽ giải thích cho Asami.""Tôi sẽ thay vì bạn đã không làm điều đó."Akihito bỏ qua các yêu cầu của Toru khi ông strode ra khỏi bệnh viện. "Nói chuyện của quỷ," Akihito murmured.Xe limousine của Asami chưa sử dụng ngay ở phía trước của các ổ đĩa cách. Akihito không thể nhìn thấy Asami như chiếc xe rất nhiều màu nhưng ông có thể cảm thấy đôi mắt của yakuza về anh ta, rất mạnh mẽ. Mà không cần nhìn vào vệ sĩ của ông, Akihito đã nói, "Toru, xin vui lòng mất bạn bè của tôi nhà. Chúng tôi vẫn còn ở câu lạc bộ. Tôi sẽ đi với Asami."Bất lực, Toru chỉ có thể gật đầu của mình như là ông xem Akihito trượt trong limousine. Kirishima người đóng cửa limousine quản lý để cung cấp cho Toru một cái nhìn thông cảm trước khi vào xe.Ôi, khỉ thật. Toru bị nguyền rủa.Asami hút thuốc. Điều này không thể được tốt, Akihito hỏi khi ông ngồi như xa càng tốt từ các yakuza."Đến gần," Asami hướng dẫn. Akihito tuân thủ chỉ vì limousine là nhỏ, có nghĩa là ông thậm chí không thể chạy ngay cả khi ông muốn.Asami stubbed thuốc lá của mình và đã Akihito của cánh tay. "Bao nhiêu stitches?" Ông yêu cầu như ông cẩn thận kiểm tra băng."Ba."Asami phát hành cánh tay của mình. "Bạn không nên nhảy ở phía trước của Toru. Ông là một vệ sĩ được đào tạo; Ông có thể có dodged nếu ông muốn quá.""I didn't think. You're not going to give him grief, are you?" Akihito moved closer to Asami.The older man's silence infuriated Akihito. "Asami," he raised his voice, "This isn't Toru's fault!"Asami smirked. "Defending him now? Barely a month ago, you were cursing Toru out for being a nuisance.""I'm NOT! I just don't want him to be blamed for something he didn't do."Again, Asami fell silent. Akihito shifted in his seat uncomfortably, knowing that the yakuza wasn't accepting his explanation. He opened his mouth again but Asami spoke first."Sit on my lap and I'll consider."Sly bastard. Akihito thought as he climbed on his lap. "Satisfied, you pervert?"Asami cupped the younger man's chin, forcing Akihito to look at him. "Yes, although one more name calling and I'll tie you to bed for the next 24 hours."Perverted bastard! Akihito thought angrily. "So, now that you've got me on your lap, can we continue our conversation, Asami sama?"Asami's lips curved into a smile at his lover's defiance. "Fine, but you owe me, Akihito. And let me remind you that people who owe me usually end up paying more than they can afford.""Don't I know that.." Akihito sulked.Asami traced his finger on Akihito's lips before kissing him. He slipped his hands to Akihito's lovely bottom and kneaded them gently.Sensing he was in danger of being eaten alive, Akihito managed to pull away. "Stop! We're not done yet!""We're not?" Asami gave him an obscene look."You bastard. How many properties have you purchased and placed under my name?""I'll get Kirishima to provide you a list.""Arg! That's not the point!" Akihito jabbed his finger at Asami's chest.Asami caught his hand and rubbed the red lines on his wrists soothingly as though the marks still hurt. "And what is exactly the point?""I don't want it, Asami! I'm not your fucking mistress!""You accepted the 750,000 yen camera," Asami pointed out.Akihito bit his lower lip. "That - that was different!""No, it's the same, Akihito. You accepted the camera, what's another gift?" Asami yanked him closer to kiss him again.A shudder shot through Akihito's body. "You know, it's really unfair that you get to win in every argument," Akihito said when he managed to pull away."Negotiations are my specialty."Akihito rolled his eyes. "You know what you have to buy next? A control button- you need to develop a control for your spending."Asami said nothing. He held Akihito's face and kissed him again. Asami's tongue traced over Akihito's lips coaxingly and they parted naturally, allowing Asami to slide his tongue into the younger man's hot cavern.The kisses sent Akihito mind reeling as he trembled in desire. He was so drowned in the kisses that he almost didn't hear the soft rap on the darkened panel that separated the driver's seat and the back. Kirishima knocked twice, signifying they have reached the penthouse.Akihito quickly climbed off Asami and smothered his shirt. "I'll leave you here, Akihito. I have some urgent business to attend to.""Ye-ah, whatever," Akihito muttered before slipping out of the car.From the car, Asami saw his lover disappeared into the concierge. He unlocked the dark panel and spoke, "Kirishima, have you contacted Inoue Daichi?"Kirishima looked at his boss through the rear mirror. "Yes, Asami sama."Asami retrieved a cigarette and lit it. He smiled. "Good, call Toru. Ask him to head back to The Fixer once he has dropped Akihito's friends off."Kirishima immediately made the call. "Toru is heading back now," Kirishima reported when he hung up."When are the firearms arriving from Moscow?" Asami asked as he took another drag of his cigarette."In three days, Asami sama," Kirishima replied. "Asami sama, we have yet to find a suitable place to store them.""We're going to get one now. Suoh, head to The Fixer.""Very well, Asami sama." The bulky bodyguard replied before driving the limousine away into the night.Thank you for taking time to read this fiction! Reviews, comments and suggestions are welcomed!A/N: This is the longest chapter I've written so far. If you spot any mistakes, please blame me. I probably missed it during proofing.